𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗼 jihan

1: dynamics

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It started on New Year's Eve, 2016.

There I was, standing outside a small house with way too much noise going on inside.

I was already regretting listening to my friends.

They'd told me that he was amazing at throwing parties and that I'd be crazy not to go - now I was sorely wishing I had listened to myself instead.

The second I walked in, I forgot all negative emotions directed toward the host.

For there he was, standing there in front of me in all his otherworldly glory and I was transfixed, captivated by the sheer beauty of him.

Worse than that, he was staring at me.

"Jisoo! You're finally here!"

One of my friends brought me out of my daze and I quickly broke eye contact, though when I glanced back a split second later I noticed him smirking at me.

My friends didn't give me time to dwell on the moment of tension I just experienced, though this was my first ever time meeting our host in person - I'd only ever heard talk of him.

"SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!" Somebody yelled out amidst our chatter, grabbing the attention of several before the conversations of those who weren't interested continued, filling the house with noise once more.

"C'mon Ji, we're gonna go to the circle."

"I'm perfectly alright!" I had tried to tell them, yet to no avail.

I wasn't sober enough to ground myself, and soon found I had been dragged to sit at a spot in the circle.

And there he was again, still wearing that ghost of a smirk on his lips as his eyes surveyed over the circle. His gaze came to a stop however when it landed upon me and I gulped, entirely intimidated by his mere presence though we were at opposite ends of the circle.

The first few rounds passed by in a blur as one by one people were picked by the soju bottle in the middle of the circle - some were even chosen multiple times.

I tried not to feel awkward when the stranger next to me came back and I understood from their neck exactly what had gone down in that room.

"Yoon Jeonghan!"

A chorus of "finally" rang out - it seemed most of the partygoers were excited to see the host participate.

"Hong Jisoo."

HUH?

But sure enough, as I honed my focus back into the circle I realized the cursed bottle was indeed pointed at me.

I turned to look at Jeonghan, who was sporting an expression of nonchalance now. He shot me a look that said Well? You coming? and before I could process what I was doing, my legs were carrying me into the designated bedroom.

He shut the door behind us.

"I was hoping it'd be you." His smirk had returned as he turned to look at me.

"Oh?" I didn't know how to respond to such a bold statement - and a first one at that, considering we'd never met before.

"Are you consenting?" He asked softly as he slowly backed me up against the wall.

"Yes."

How could I resist such temptation?

Then his lips met mine and during those seven minutes it was as if I forgot my own name.

"GET DECENT!" Somebody yelled out, signaling that our time was up.

"We should try this again sometime." He said breathlessly, fixing his hair and buttoning his shirt back up.

And so I gave him my phone number in the blink of an eye.

Yoon Jeonghan had me irrevocably starstruck.

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